His Majesty is plotting a rebellion? Quickly, summon the Imperial Advisor!

The gyrfalcon was not large. It landed in front of the Imperial Preceptor's mansion, its eagle eyes looking at Zhao Qingyun with an indescribable sharpness.

At this moment, Shang Shoucheng, who had just been blasted away by a punch, caught his breath.

He was about to draw his sword and fight again.

"Commander!" Yu Jin stopped him, "This man is here to find Xu Bing, and is probably Xu Bing's enemy. Why bother going there again?"

Commander Shang frowned. "If immortals are causing chaos in the mortal realm, the Imperial Guards cannot stand idly by."

With that, he drew his knife and charged forward again.

Shang Shoucheng's gaze was resolute. He slapped his chest and spat out a mouthful of golden blood from his heart, which he then wiped onto the decapitation blade.

The two clashed again. Shang Shoucheng's decapitation blade, stained with golden blood, possessed a mysterious power. With a single slash, it made Zhao Qingyun's heart tremble.

Even with the white jade protecting it, a shallow knife mark was still cut into it.

As Zhao Qingyun dealt with Shang Shoucheng, the white eagle also swooped down, its powerful talons attacking Zhao Qingyun without mercy.

The man and the eagle worked together with remarkable coordination, forcing Zhao Qingyun into a series of defeats.

Shang Shoucheng shouted loudly, his momentum growing stronger. His exquisite heart pounded, and all his bodily functions were pushed to their limits.

"Humph!"

Zhao Qingyun touched the bloodstains on his hands, his expression growing increasingly grim.

I never imagined that I would be hurt by a mere mortal.

"court death!"

Zhao Qingyun stomped his foot, a hurricane swept through, and a spiritual herb appeared between his eyebrows.

It was the white jade grass that he found by chance in the Primordial Space, and it was this grass that brought about a qualitative change in him, allowing him to rise to the top in one step, and from then on, white jade was his constant companion.

With every step he took, he seemed to have a breeze.

Her body was as white as jade.

The depth of their blessings is something that ordinary people could not attain even after nine lifetimes of good deeds and accumulating merit.

When Zhao Qingyun got serious, a vortex formed around his body, and with a flick of his hand, several wind blades appeared.

"Shhhhhh!"

Several scratches appeared on Shang Shoucheng's Xi Ri armor. Hai Dongqing also had bloodstains on his body.

"die!"

Zhao Qingyun narrowed his eyes.

With both hands, he gathered two extremely powerful wind blades and threw them towards Shang Shoucheng.

At the same time, he stepped on it and flew into the sky, greedily grabbing at the gyrfalcon.

"Such a spirit pet is only worthy of me, Zhao Qingyun," Zhao Qingyun thought.

Song Si, who was watching from the sidelines, felt a sense of foreboding.

She never expected that Zhao Qingyun was such a blessed person.

If she was right, Zhao Qingyun must have found considerable benefits in the Primordial Space.

"This is bad, we're going to lose..."

"This person is most likely after Xu Bing. Given his character, if he really enters the Imperial Preceptor's mansion, he probably won't let us go."

Song Si murmured to herself.

Shang Shoucheng was slashed by two wind blades, leaving two deep, bone-revealing wounds.

However, Zhao Qingyun flew towards the gyrfalcon but missed.

The eagle moved nimbly, displaying remarkable intelligence, and dodged Zhao Qingyun's attack before quickly flying to one side.

Seeing that the gyrfalcon was not only incredibly handsome but also so intelligent, Zhao Qingyun became even more greedy and chased after it.

But then they suddenly realized that the white eagle had not fled into the sky, but had slowly landed on one of their shoulders.

Zhao Qingyun frowned, stopped in his tracks, and looked intently.

The newcomer was nine feet tall, with an upright posture, a cold and stern face, and an extremely strong aura.

His appearance even made the arrogant and domineering Zhao Qingyun tremble.

Zhao Qingyun's gaze then fell on the man's face.

The man's face was clearly defined, with sharp eyebrows, long and deep-set eyes, a high nose, thin lips, and striking features. Even if the world's most skilled craftsmen were gathered together, they probably could not sculpt such a face.

This is an extremely handsome, yet highly aggressive, face.

Without comparison, there is no difference. Zhao Qingyun himself is already extremely handsome and has the nickname "Young Master Feng".

However, in front of this person, the difference in height, appearance, and temperament is very obvious.

Suddenly it became ordinary.

This person was none other than Xu Bing, who had successfully lost weight under the influence of the weight loss enhancement pill.

Xu Bing had just returned from Futian.

It was only the first time we met.

Zhao Qingyun, who had just been arrogant and domineering, was defeated in appearance.

They can't even be compared side by side.

Song Si was also watching. Even though she didn't get along with Xu Bing, she couldn't help but sigh inwardly, "What a fine young imperial advisor, paired with the handsome Bai Ying."

She witnessed Xu Bing transform from a handsome fat man into his current flawless appearance.

The surprise and shock in my heart were no less than anyone else's; I never imagined that Xu Bing would look like this after losing so much weight.

It's no exaggeration to say that such beauty is hard to find anywhere else in the world.

Even Song Sijiu felt a subtle ripple of emotion.

"You're interested in my eagle?"

Xu Bing spoke, his tone calm yet tinged with a hint of accusation, drawing everyone's attention.

As he spoke, he walked towards Zhao Qingyun, unhurried and leisurely.

"So you are Xu Bing?"

Zhao Qingyun stood proudly upright, but a hint of jealousy flashed in his eyes.

He considered himself extraordinary and possessed great fortune, so naturally he couldn't stand anyone completely outshining him in appearance.

"Hmm." Xu Bing nodded slowly, his steps continuing.

"Aren't you curious about who I am?" A hint of amusement flashed in Zhao Qingyun's eyes as he looked at Xu Bing walking towards him, without the slightest sign of panic.

"I'm not curious. Anyway, starting today, I'm a sinner to Da Xi."

Xu Bing finished speaking.

In that instant, a fierce wind suddenly swept across the heavens and earth.

Xu Bing narrowed his eyes.

However, it was just a small swarm of wind blades, which surged towards Zhao Qingyun like a tidal wave.

"Humph!"

Zhao Qingyun snorted coldly, took a step forward, and used the spell: Thousand Wind Blade.

Thousands of wind blades gathered in front of him.

The two wind blades constantly canceled each other out in the air, producing a piercing friction sound.

However, Zhao Qingyun's expression soon became slightly unsteady, and cold sweat slowly appeared on his forehead.

During this battle of wind blades, he gradually began to feel the strain.

"How is this possible? The national advisor of this small, ordinary country actually possesses such power?"

Zhao Qingyun was surprised.

His expression immediately turned cold. Looking at Xu Bing's figure and face, and then at the white divine eagle, Zhao Qingyun, who had always considered himself extraordinary, felt a feeling called "jealousy".

"This child must not be allowed to live!" He clenched his fists.

What began as playful curiosity transformed into chilling murderous intent.

He took out a Taoist lamp from his chest, and the moment the lamp appeared, his aura suddenly surged.

What caught Xu Bing's attention was that Zhao Qingyun's Taoist lamp was pure white, like white jade, and the flame was half red.

The Dao lamp illuminates, which can amplify spells, allowing the use of more powerful magic.

The instant the streetlights appeared.

A thick layer of white light enveloped Zhao Qingyun, and the howling wind around him transformed into a transparent longsword, which he held in his hand.

With a flash, as if brushing past, he charged towards Xu Bing.

Her steps were incredibly fast, and her figure was light and graceful.

Zhao Qingyun changed his approach, using his strengths against his weaknesses. The White Jade Grass was as hard as jade, and its strength was greater than that of ordinary martial artists.

In addition, there is the martial arts cultivation of the ninth level of the Profound Realm.

Once they get close, ordinary Qi cultivators at the Lantern Realm would find it impossible to withstand them.

"Melee?"

Xu Bing's lips curled up slightly, and with a flick of his sleeve, a thousand-pound spear appeared in his hand.

Facing Zhao Qingyun, whose body resembled white jade and who held a sword, he remained calm and composed, responding with the Dragon Playing Spear Technique.

These days, Xu Bing wields the spear with an indescribable beauty. The spear in his hands moves like a swimming dragon, pointing, thrusting, parrying, and flicking...

Overwhelmed.

It only took a few moves.

Zhao Qingyun's face turned extremely pale, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

He realized just how wrong his previous decision had been.

This person's marksmanship is exceptional.

More importantly, the opponent's gun was too heavy. After blocking two shots, his hand was shattered and he was in great pain.

He wanted to leave, but Xu Bing was holding him back.

Finally, Xu Bing's eyes narrowed, and he seized an opening in Zhao Qingyun's defenses, suddenly sweeping the butt of his spear, which slammed into Zhao Qingyun's body.

There was a loud bang.

Zhao Qingyun was sent flying; his bones and internal organs were almost shattered by the gunshot.

The thousand-pound spear weighed a thousand pounds, it was really too heavy, and it came roaring in like a mammoth.

How can anyone who is not a body-strengthening expert withstand it?

Zhao Qingyun's blood and qi surged, leaving him completely powerless to fight. His vision went black, and he fainted.

Xu Bing put away the thousand-pound spear and said it was boring. He had only just warmed up his skills when he almost killed Zhao Qingyun.

Xu Bing walked up to Zhao Qingyun.

His gaze was icy.

This person, under the guise of immortality, wreaked havoc on mortals, indiscriminately killing them and regarding their lives as worthless as grass, brutally murdering the people of Da Xi.

His crime deserves to be punished.

Nothing to say.

However, killing immortals is a sensitive matter, and most people would act discreetly and would not dare to publicize it under normal circumstances.

however……

Xu Bing, however, was not.

He not only wanted to kill this man, but also to behead him in the market, in front of all the people.